The Rise of Light

The two of them were so close that they were almost dead.

"Dang!"

Lin Qixuan grabbed the golden cross sword with both hands and raised it, easily blocking Lan Mengyao's attack. The weapon transformed by his spirit made a sound of iron interlacing when it collided.

After several clashes, Lan Mengyao was surprised to see the intact golden cross sword, saying: "How could your mental power be..."

"Tsk, you are the only one who has mental power, and my mental power is also very strong. Now you have a sword and I have a sword too." Looking at the golden cross sword in his hand, Lin Qixuan said confidently.

"Hmph, I think you are really cheap, just wait and see!"

Seeing Lin Qixuan so arrogant, Lan Mengyao snorted lightly, she let go of the long sword in her hand, let it float in front of her, pinched her fingers, the long sword became two, two became three, and in the blink of an eye, countless flying swords were spread in front of her.

"Go!"

At this time, Lan Mengyao was like a female sword fairy. As Lan Mengyao pointed her finger at Lin Qixuan, countless flying swords attacked Lin Qixuan.

Lin Qixuan grabbed the golden cross sword to protect his body and kept blocking. The whole room was full of the golden trajectory of the sword moving, which looked very cool.

Lin Qixuan was professional in swordplay. Seeing Lin Qixuan who was at ease among the many flying swords, Lan Mengyao was furious.

"Ten thousand swords merge into one!"

Countless flying swords merged into one in an instant, and a huge flying sword suddenly floated above the room. Lan Mengyao looked at Lin Qixuan and sneered:

"I can't control the strength of this move. Don't blame me if I hurt you. I'll give you a chance now. As long as you surrender obediently and run around the stadium naked, I can consider letting you go."

Feeling the powerful mental power in the huge flying sword, Lin Qixuan was not worried at all. A strong desire to fight emerged in his heart. He laughed and said, "It's impossible for me to surrender. Just come on, No. 77!"

Eye Seeing that Lin Qixuan was still stubborn, Lan Mengyao snorted and said, "I gave you a chance but you didn't use it. You asked for it. When this is over, I will not only make you run naked, but after that I will announce on the spot that I have dumped you and make you the laughing stock of the whole school."

"Wow... No. 77, how can you be so vicious!"

"Shut up, don't call me No. 77 anymore, or I will tear your mouth apart."

"I will call you, 77, 77!"

"You are looking for death!"

Lan Mengyao was so angry at Lin Qixuan that she was furious. With hatred, she attacked with a huge flying sword that came to Lin Qixuan in an instant.

Lin Qixuan took a deep breath, and the golden cross sword in his hand instantly shone brightly. He raised the sword above his head and chopped it with force, and it collided with Lan Mengyao's huge flying sword. The golden light illuminated the entire dark room, as if it was daytime.

The dazzling light made Lan Mengyao narrow her eyes slightly. She regretted it after she made the move. After all, Lin Qixuan was not a psychic. If she really hurt him, how could she explain to the school?

As the golden light gradually dissipated, the room returned to its dim appearance, but Lan Mengyao looked around and found that Lin Qixuan was gone. She was anxious all of a sudden.

"Oh no, his spirit body disappeared. It wouldn't be broken up by my sword. Did I kill someone?

What should I do? This was an unintentional mistake. I won't be forced to pay for my life. I'm such a beautiful woman, so I'm at a loss for this stinky guy!

It shouldn't happen. At most, I'll go to jail, but I don't want to go to jail. I'm still so young! Will my parents get me out?

It's all your fault, Lin Qixuan. An old silver coin like you should admit defeat. You had to be so strong. Now it's all right..."

Lan Mengyao thought a lot at once, and her voice was a little tearful. That's it. She didn't forget to scold Lin Qixuan, but Lin Qixuan, who was invisible behind her, couldn't stand it anymore. He came out of his invisibility and patted Lan Mengyao on the shoulder and said:

"You are so reluctant to let me die, No. 77!"

"Who?" Lan Mengyao was startled, but turned around and saw Lin Qixuan and laughed in surprise, "You are not dead, Lin Qixuan!"

"Of course I'm not dead, I'm still strong, just your attack is just a drop in the bucket!"

Looking at the intact Lin Qixuan, Lan Mengyao regained her composure. Her little hand hidden behind her back quietly condensed a dagger. Since Lin Qixuan was fine, the game would of course continue.

After the formal words, the two didn't know what to say for a while, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward. After looking at each other kindly, Lan Mengyao instantly took out a dagger and stabbed Lin Qixuan, and Lin Qixuan also had a short knife in his hand.

Dagger

The head and the short knife chopped together, Lan Mengyao asked in surprise: "How do you know..."

Lan Mengyao's little action naturally did not escape Lin Qixuan's eyes. Lin Qixuan snorted coldly: "How can I not be careful when dealing with you?"

"Tsk, didn't you prepare your weapon early, and you still have the nerve to say that to me!"

"You prepared it first, I just protect myself."

"Come on, you are so insidious, you must have thought of it one step ahead of me. Whoever becomes your girlfriend in the future will be unlucky. When I get out, I will announce that I have dumped you..."

"I..."

The two people's weapons were pressed together, and they began to fight a war of words. The sharp-tongued Lan Mengyao had the upper hand for a while. Just when she was proud, Lin Qixuan snorted coldly:

"This farce should end!"

Just when Lan Mengyao was about to mock him for his big tone, she found that Lin Qixuan's black pupils were stained with a layer of gold, and then a dazzling light shone out.

"Ah! My eyes, Lin Qixuan, you are despicable!"

Lin Qixuan laughed and closed his eyes, and his consciousness returned to reality in an instant.

At this time, the audience in the stadium was already impatient. Ten minutes had passed since Lin Qixuan was hit by the illusion, and during this period, Lin Qixuan and Lan Mengyao remained motionless. The audience at the scene had no idea what had happened.

In the next second, Lin Qixuan suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Lan Mengyao who was about to wake up with her eyes slightly moving. He took the lead and grabbed the judgment and ran towards Lan Mengyao, and a sword was placed on Lan Mengyao's shoulder, and the victory was decided!

Lin Qixuan's eyes moved as if he thought of something, and he said loudly: "Lan Mengyao, I find that we are still not suitable. Let's break up. It's good to be friends like this!"

He turned and left after saying that. Just kidding, if Lan Mengyao announced that she kicked him, would he still be able to keep his reputation as Brother Xuan!

At this time, Lan Mengyao had just returned and was hit by the strong light. The optic nerves in her brain immediately reacted, and a line of tears hung on her face. She didn't know what happened yet. Looking at Lin Qixuan's back, she said angrily: "Don't go!"

The audience on the field misunderstood and were stunned by this dramatic scene.

"I didn't see it wrong, Lin Qixuan actually rejected Lan Mengyao."

"The key is that Lan Mengyao cried and cried and asked him not to go. Is this trying to save this relationship?"

"In one game, I witnessed the beginning and end of a relationship. I really want to know what happened to them in the illusion in these ten minutes?"

"Do I need to think about it? It must be under the moonlight, drinking tea on the ground, talking about life and ideals. In the end, Lin Qixuan found that the three views were inconsistent and broke up." A classmate immediately made up his mind, and he thought of an episode of a TV series.

"Lin Qixuan is so awesome. I want to be his disciple. He dumped such a beautiful woman so easily."

"It's useless for you to learn. If you don't have her looks, forget it."

"Brother Xuan, you are my god!"

Listening to the discussion of the audience, Lan Mengyao understood what happened instantly. She pointed at Lin Qixuan and trembled with anger: "You...you..."

Lin Qixuan carried the heavy sword Judgment on his back, put his hands in his pockets, turned his head with a sad face, looked at Lan Mengyao and said affectionately: "Sorry, I loved you..."

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